Theme From An Imaginary Western

When the wagons leave the city
 For the forest and further on
 Painted wagon of the morning
 Dusty roads where they have gone
 Sometimes travelin' through the darkness
 At the summer comin' home
 Foreign faces by the wayside
 Look as if they hadn't known
 All the sand was in their eyes
 And the desert that's dry
 In the country town
 Where the life was found
 Oh, the dancing and the singing
 Oh, the music when they play
 Oh, the fire that they saw there
 Sometimes they found it
 Sometimes they kept it
 Often lost it on the way
 Pawnee shadow to possess him
 Sometimes ride inside of day
 Oh, the sand was in their eyes
 And the desert that's dry
 In this country town
 Where the map was found
 Oh, the sand was in their eye
 And the desert that's dry
 In this country town
 Where the wagons bound